Type: Oneshot

Pairing: Tommy Tokka x Reader

Summary: Tommy doesn’t seem to realise the camera can see him.

Word count: 640

Content: Fluff and a tiny bit Angst.

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Entering the club was the easy part. Getting through the rustle and bustle of loud crowds and loud voices in every direction, waiters flying past you with trays of cocktails, the bass of the music thudding in your ears wasn't something you expected.

Tommy's hand held by yours—thumb brushing your knuckles guiding you through the chaos. Trying to focus on his broad shoulders and muscular back and not all the turmoil happening around you.

Finding his brother sat at a table with the camera and ring light, you knew already Jack was streaming like he always did. Greeting Jack with a hurried smile and a quick hug, then you moved to sit behind the camera, like you always did. Your relationship with Tommy wasn't public knowledge yet, so you kept yourself hidden to keep your own privacy.

Tommy obviously sat next to his brother, greeting the stream with his usual charm—as he sat down, his conversation with his brother already flowing, jokes running easily.

Your eyes wandered around the room, seeing people drunkly dancing around to music, others trying to weave themselves between the crowds, waiters and waitresses making rounds around the room taking orders. You hated how small it made you feel—like you could disappear in a room this loud and no one would notice.

Your eyes locked with Tommy's; he'd been watching you while you were distracted looking around the room. You could feel the tight feeling in your chest grow bigger.

He knew. Of course, he did. After years together, he knew you inside and out.

Without a word, he held his hand out to you.

You took it instantly.

Your fingers traced along the lines of his forearm tattoos, focusing on each detail—each curve and edge—like you always did. The small ritual you'd made together years ago. Something steady. Something familiar. Something that helped drown out the noise, the music, the people—everything else.

You look in his eyes while still messing with his hand massaging his fingers one by one to keep you calm under the strong overwhelming environment.

“Can I have a kiss?” You mouth to him trying not to let the stream hear and you couldn’t really talk over the loud thumping music anyway.

You know he understood you because he smirks and leans in closer to you over the table. His lips finally touching yours, the feeling of them that never seems to get old, sparks and butterflies blowing up in your stomach. You always ask you self how did I get to lucky? The kiss lingers for half a second too long. Not long enough to be careless. Just long enough to be seen. A sharp laugh cuts through the moment.

"Oh my god—chat, did you see that?"Jack says, shocked, turning towards you too. Knowing you wanted to keep your relationship secret.

Your stomach drops.

You freeze.

Slowly—too slowly—you pull back, your hand still wrapped around Tommy's wrist like you've forgotten how to let go. Tommy blinks, like he's just remembered where he is.

"...oh."

Your heart stutters. The ring light feels hotter now. Brighter. Exposing.

"What?" Tommy says, too casually, turning to his brother. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Jack doesn't answer him. He's looking at the screen where chat is blowing up the stream.

Who is Tom kissing?

Didn't know Tom had a gf?

Wtf Tom has a gf????

You hadn't realised you were in camera view when you had kissed Tom. Blush completely erupts on your face; you turn completely red.

"No, no, no—chat's actually clocked it," he laughs, shaking his head. "They've BEEN clocking it, apparently."

Your chest tightens.

You don't want to look.

You definitely don't want to look.

Tommy does.

Big mistake.

His eyes flick across the monitor—and you watch the exact second it hits him.

Realisation.

Then acceptance.

Then—of course—amusement.

A slow grin spreads across his face as he leans back in his chair, dragging a hand over his mouth.

"Well," he exhales, glancing at you.

There's no panic in his eyes.

Just something softer.

Something certain.

He turns back to the camera.

"Yeah, alright," he says, nodding once. "You got me. I have a girlfriend, and she's the most gorgeous woman on Earth."

You didn't know you could blush this much in one moment. Your cheeks ache from the massive grin on your face, completely forgetting about the overwhelming feeling of the club.

Jack lets out a loud, victorious laugh.

"BRO—YOU WEREN'T EVEN GONNA TELL THEM?!"

Tommy ignores him completely. His hand finds yours again under the table—squeezing, grounding. Then, like it's the most natural thing in the world—he tilts his head towards you.

"You gonna keep hiding," he murmurs quietly, just for you, "or are you coming to say hello?"